The jingling of gold and iron stirs people's heartstrings, and like morning bells and evening drums, it forcibly brings people who are deeply shocked and short-circuited in the brain back to reality.
At the same time, the floor beneath Yang Chen's feet collapsed, and his feet sank three centimeters, blocking the shocking sword moves and peerless swords. His sleeves were shattered by the unparalleled dark power bursting out from the red sky, and turned into pieces of cloth falling down.
Silver-gray metal arm guards appear, resisting the magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years.
The shocked Tang Zhan took advantage of the force of the impact and flew backwards, falling steadily back to the original position. The ancient sword in his right hand was still pointing diagonally at the ground. Onlookers could not help but have the illusion that he had never moved at all, and were dumbfounded.
Tang Zhan stared at Yang Chen's metal arm guard with an incredible look on his face. Chixiao, one of the ten most famous swords in China, is better than Mo Xie, the general. Chengying Chunjun can cut iron like mud, and with the inner strength poured into it, it can be broken into pieces.
Stone cracks gold, tears thin steel plates, even the hardest ones
The titanium alloy made of them is mostly deformed, but this pair of arm guards does not seem to be very heavy and thick. What is particularly strange is that the surface of the arm guards is still smooth and flawless, leaving no trace of the sword, and Yang Chen suddenly exploded when he took the sword brazenly.
His combat power is also beyond imagination,
Tang Zhan was shocked and curious. He subconsciously examined the once invincible Chi Xiao in his hand. The sharp blade had an arc-shaped gap that fit Yang Chen's arm guard. It was as big as half a mung bean and was difficult for onlookers to notice. He found that
, but to Tang Zhan, it was extremely dazzling.
Chixiao was damaged.
Tang Zhan had an unexpected accident. When his mentor taught him the sword, he repeatedly told him to keep the sword and forget about others. Should he feel sad and angry now, or should he be grateful that Chi Xiao did not completely destroy his hand?
Yang Chen slowly lowered his sore and swollen arms, secretly sighing... If it weren't for these arm guards, he would definitely be defeated tonight.
Even though the "artifact" protects his body and stimulates his potential to the maximum, he is still in such a mess, which is true to the saying: there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.
The strength of the vampire and werewolf could not bring him the feeling at this moment. After all, those things are beyond nature and are bugs left by God in the world. Tang Zhan is a human being, so powerful, it is really against the heavens.
Tang Zhan, who was as emotional as Yang Chen, smiled wryly at himself, his eyes moved from Chi Xiao's damaged sword edge to Yang Chen's handsome face that fascinated women, and said: "I will fulfill my previous promise, and I, the Tang family will do it in the future.
The premise of not being your enemy is that you don't take the initiative to bully and provoke you. To be honest, I admire you very much."
"If you can keep your word, I will never take the initiative to bully or provoke anyone in the Tang family." Yang Chen responded loudly. The other party was afraid, so he made it a trivial matter, which was exactly what he wanted.
Continuing to show off one's strength and making enemies is sb's behavior.
What's more, the Tang family has a pervert like Tang Zhan, so it would be best to accept them as soon as they are good.
"See you later..." Tang Zhan stared at Yang Chen for a moment as he said goodbye. He raised his hand and inserted Chi Xiao into the scabbard behind his back. The speed was too fast for the naked eye to catch.
Wearing a green shirt, an ancient sword, and gray-white shoulder-length hair, Tang Zhan's majestic figure with a deep aura deeply penetrated into the hearts of everyone present and will be unforgettable forever.
Yang Chen watched Tang Zhan leave and looked around the hall. People were still watching in a daze. Only Wu Jie and Wei Ziwen gave him a thumbs up.
Douglas appeared behind Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen and others at some unknown time, wearing a black tunic suit with a stand-up collar, looking like a British butler in a professional style.
Yang Chen guessed that Douglas might have appeared when he received Tang Zhan's sword to prevent him from being injured or killed by mistake. The slave William arranged for him was doing his duty well.
Wu Jie looked at Yang Chen who was walking over and said with a smile: "You are so awesome if you can make Tang Zhan suffer."
"What a bull, I almost couldn't bear it." Yang Chen sighed, and this was not a sign of humility. Tang Zhan's skills had reached their peak. This is a fact that cannot be denied.
When encountering a powerful opponent, you must face it head on.
If you only focus on other people's trivial flaws or mistakes and become complacent, it will be difficult to make progress in your life. It is not advisable for people to be self-contemptuous, let alone arrogant.
Yang Chen took the cigarette from Wei Ziwen and turned to Douglas, "What do you think of this Tang Zhan?"
"I'm a little afraid of his ancient sword." Douglas leaned forward with a half-smile, showing just the right amount of respect for his master, and his words were playful.
Yang Chen smiled.
Douglas answered very cleverly.
He is modest and unassuming, without losing the arrogance of a strong man in his heart.
Wei Ziwen stared at Yang Chen's arm guard and asked, "Yang Zi, what is this?"
"A treasure lost by killing monsters." Yang Chen replied with a smile. Except for Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen, Wang Xiaofei and Tian Li who knew the inside story, they all thought Yang Chen was joking.
The bystanders didn't know the Chi Xiao in Tang Zhan's hands, so they naturally couldn't see the evil in Yang Chen's pair of arm guards. They were just surprised that the arm guards were integrated with Yang Chen's arms.
It fits so tightly, how do you put it on? How do you take it off?
People are puzzled.
The short but shocking duel ended, and the snooker hall was in a mess. When the staff saw that Yang Chen and others were about to leave, they rubbed their hands and scratched their heads anxiously. The perpetrator was gone. Who should pay for such a huge loss?
Boss Ding, who is rich and powerful, is always elusive and absent. After much hesitation, the manager in charge of looking after the store chased Yang Chen and said tremblingly: "Look, I, we are all like this here..."
Wei Ziwen stared and wanted to scold.
It's not like they are the ones causing trouble tonight.
Yang Chen stopped Wei Ziwen, who was on the verge of an explosion, with his eyes. He smiled and said to the frightened manager: "Assess the damage situation, how much compensation should be paid, make a list, and send it to No. 18 Beichizi Street tomorrow."
The middle-aged manager nodded hurriedly and watched the five people walk away. He felt quite uneasy. He was not sure whether he would get compensation tomorrow, but he did not have the courage to continue to pester.
There was no more excitement to see, the billiard hall was in a mess and there was no way to play. The men and women were disinterested and dispersed one after another. Zhou Wei was lost and confused.
When Wei Ziwen came downstairs, he glanced back at him coldly. He was very scared.
"Young Master Wei..." The bald man called out softly, reminding Zhou Wei that it was time to leave.
"Wei Shao, it's not good, your father...no...it was District Chief Zhou. He committed suicide by cutting his wrists and died in the office." A man ran upstairs and shouted in panic.
Chen Fei.
Zhou Wei's father's driver.
When something happened to the "boss", Chen Fei immediately notified the Zhou family. Zhou Wei's mother, who was spending the winter in Sanya, didn't answer the phone. Zhou Wei's cell phone was turned off, so he hurriedly found the billiard hall.
"My father committed suicide?" Zhou Wei asked in surprise, obviously not believing what Chen Fei said.
Chen Fei nodded heavily, feeling more scared than sad. He knew a little bit about why his boss was determined to commit suicide. If the relevant departments get to the bottom of it, he will definitely be implicated.
Next to him, Liu Heng, the director of the police station, and the bald man who claimed to be the gang boss of Fengtai District were all confused. It didn't matter that their investment over the years had been in vain. What they were worried about was the unlucky consequences.
The two ignored Zhou Wei and left in a hurry with their own people.
